[Juice WRLD] Damn, I tried to stop, oh (Ooh) Baby (808 Mafia) Baby (Baby), baby (Baby)
Baby (You literally are my everything, yeah) Baby (Gezin) Ha (Baby)
[Juice WRLD] Baby, I´ve been on the run (Yeah) But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick (Yeah), there´s a gun (Uh) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it´s forever But I´ve been cheatin´ on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of ´em (Yeah) Huh, lean (Yeah, yeah) Put Biscotti in my lungs I´m smokin´ green
Chopper on me, I don´t talk, I just up the beam (Bow, bow, ba-ba-bow) Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain´t leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh)
[Juice WRLD] Saints Row cup, ain´t no red in my lean (Uh-huh) Bank rolled up, I been swimmin´ in green (Uh, huh) Still the blue face king Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (Let´s go) I know my haters hate to see me succeed (Uh-huh) When they get the chance they´ll end up murderin´ me (Uh-huh) This shit got me laughin´, ha-ha (Ha-ha) KelTec get to rappin´, gra gra Fuck nigga, I´m yo´ father
Don´t matter if you older They say age is just a number If that´s the case I´m way older Than who? These niggas (Uh-huh) And these bitches that think that they get it (Uh-huh) For a backstage pass she can suck a dick, bitch (Uh-huh) I got a bitch better, get you a ticket (Uh-huh) Walk through the night with my gun like a creep But my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double C I don´t know what it´s gonna take you to believe
[ Juice WRLD] I ain´t goin´ nowhere, I ain´t gon´ leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I ain´t goin´ nowhere, I ain´t gon´ leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery
[Juice WRLD] Baby, I´ve been on the run (Yeah) But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick, there´s a gun (Yeah) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it´s forever (Uh) But I´ve been cheatin´ on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of ´em (Yeah) Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs I´m smokin´ green Chopper on me, I don´t talk, I just up the beam Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain´t leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh-huh)
[Gunna] Turned into a murder scene Sippin´ codeine while I´m flown on a bean Took some morphine but don´t call me a fiend (Call me a fiend) I ain´t no bastard, my daddy a king (King) Wu-Tang, we chasin´ the C.R.E.A.M Don´t be a fool, it ain´t not what it seems (Not what it seems) Ate a dissolve, it will flow through your stream (Nah) It´s a guitar, let me play the strings (Strings) I was at the bus stop, now I got a Bentley truck, Lamb´ truck, Rolls Royce keys (Rolls Royce keys) A driveway, a parking lot, uh-uh Acres and acres, entire countries (Entire countries) Finally got some paper, I´m paying my fees (Fees)
Young Gunna, Wunna, keep a trick up my sleeve (My sleeve) She like my persona, she don´t want me to leave (Leave) Keepin´ it a hundred every day when you need (Need) She said "Boy, I love you and I pray you don´t leave me" (Me) I ain´t goin´ nowhere, I ain´t gon´ leave you
[ Juice WRLD] I ain´t goin´ nowhere, I ain´t gon´ leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I ain´t goin´ nowhere, I ain´t gon´ leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery
[Juice WRLD] Baby, I´ve been on the run (Yeah)
But I would never run from your love (Yeah) If you feel on my dick, there´s a gun (Yeah) Not right there, just a little above (Uh) I value my relationship, it´s forever (Uh) But I´ve been cheatin´ on the drugs (Yeah) Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (Yeah) And them hot rod pockets I need two of ´em (Yeah) Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs I´m smokin´ green Chopper on me, I don´t talk, I just up the beam (Bow) Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah) I ain´t leave a clue on the scene (Uh-uh) Close range so I got blood on my jeans (Uh-huh)